Getting to play with math manipulatives is one of the fun parts of being an early childhood educator. Pattern blocks ftw.
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Getting to play with math manipulatives is one of the fun parts of being an early childhood educator. Pattern blocks ftw.
Finally set up an appointment with my GP to see if I can get a referral to a therapist or psychologist or... whatever she thinks I need. Just something beyond a med increase because I honestly don't take them half the time anyway, which is probably just another subconscious way of sabotaging/hurting myself.
Counting a full year from last July, it's been very tough. I literally broke an arm and a leg, my grandmother passed, my grandfather's health has been declining rapidly, and, although I took no time off work due to any of these things and being moved to a grade level I didn't want, I faced very harsh criticism. Thankfully, I accepted another position in my preferred grade level.
Despite a new job, summer break, and going on vacation... I just don't feel much of anything, least of all motivation. I'm mostly worried about it affecting my performance next school year, which was the real kick in the butt to try to get help.
I'm sorry about no art, but maybe this serves as an explanation. I have zero desire to draw and little interest in my world or characters at the moment. Looking at my old art doesn't engage or inspire me, I just feel shame and think it's ugly. It hurts to say that, but it's true. I prefer safe, predictable, mindless activities where there's no fear of failure. Maybe this is something I can work out with extra help. I hope so.
Daisies đź’–
“I asked ChatGPT—” Ok, well I asked The Narrator, and he told me that no, there’s never been a mirror there, that’s a wall. Stop wasting time asking questions, go to the basement and slay the princess already.
oh so some people can just listen to a song and understand the lyrics
what if you’re all lying
not even an exaggeration
As the year is ending soon... this is your friendly reminder that you didn’t waste your year. any moments of happiness or comfort, any small accomplishments, they all matter. this has been a really hard year, and simply surviving is something to be proud of. 🤎
My boyfriend's comment: Adam seen below as the only one that stares directly at the camera when their picture is taken
I've been having a string of terrible luck since May. And it's seriously like whenever one bad situation begins to resolve itself, another takes its place. My job has always been super stressful, but these things are exacerbating it.
There has not been a single week lately where I haven't, on some level, sincerely wished to stop existing. Gone home and cried my heart out because I'm always found wanting, never good enough. It's exhausting.
At this point, it just keeps spinning in my head... what did I do wrong and how do I fix it?? Seriously, how do I make amends and get out of this loop? I'm a somewhat religious person, but I just feel anger in that direction now. What's left to do? Is it possible to make the universe neutral with me again?
HAPPY WIDE WITCH WEDNESDAY
So called free thinkers when its wide witch wednesday
So called free thinkers when there's a hot fat woman
“Cats don’t actually love you”
A cat is a small creature in the middle of the food chain that is fully aware that you are a very large thing that could stomp its head in at any moment and yet it chooses to rest its tiny little head on your leg for a nap and spreads out on the floor near you exposing its belly and its most sensitive organs. It brings dead mice and bugs to you to share food.
Don’t you get it? This tiny thing trusts you. It wants to help you too. It licks your leg thinking that it’s helping. It kneads on you to find comfort. It shares its body warmth with you in the cold and gives you your space in the heat. It hisses at other mammals it sees outside including other cats in an effort to protect its family.
Cats love you so so much. But they will keep trying to eat plastic.
And I love her back ❤️
I didn't died.
One of the saddest, hardest moments of your life will be when you are crying and screaming to the world pleading for a sign.
A sign that you should stay alive for one more day, maybe a couple of days.
But that sign doesn’ t come. You stare at your phone thinking maybe someone will answer or someone will text you asking if you’re okay. You search endlessly for some reason to stay alive but you can’t find any.
That is probably the most heartbreaking moment when you can’t find any reason to stay alive when you need it most because you suddenly feel all this pain and you feel more alone than you’ve ever felt in your entire life.
That moment will break you and I don’t wish it on even my worst enemies.
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I can't tell if good or bad I'm so tired and demoralized
STOP LINKING ATTRACTIVENESS WITH MORALITY (“notice how the person with the bad opinion is ugly?”)
STOP LINKING WEIGHT WITH MORALITY (“lmao look how fit all the people with Good Opinion are, Person I Hate is Fat”)
STOP LINKING AGE WITH MORALITY (“people with Good Opinion just don’t age I swear!”)
STOP LINKING HEALTH WITH MORALITY (“Well xyz health problem is what Person I Hate gets for being shitty!”)
STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT
i love finding out what degrees my mutuals have. like what the fuck do you mean you do law? you’re a doctor who blog